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Inventory will be posted upon significant change or participant request

>>44752662
Dress for rain

>>44753081
You reach into your closet and retrieve a new set of clothes. On top of a sweater and boots, you pull on a waterproof coat with a hood. You grab your things from the table beside the door as you exit your dim apartment.

As you wait beside the bus stop, there is a roar of thunder, and a shower of rain begins falling. The few people waiting with you begin groaning and complaining, as none of them thought to question the weather report. One of them even looks at your dry attire and seems to blame you for his damp shoulders.

The bus arrives, and you step on, heading straight for the back. Not because you have to, but because you get tired of people staring.

>Head straight to work
>Grab donuts

>>44753284
>>Head straight to work

>>44753284
>grab donuts

>>44753624
You take the bus straight to the stop near the precinct. As you enter the building, you see several officers wiping their heads with towels as they moan about the weather. Luckily, officer Sutherland at the front desk seems to have been as cautious as you, as she sits happily at her post, hair neat and tidy beneath her garrison cap. She greets you as you walk by, and you wave.

You reach your desk and see Russo sitting at her chair beside yours. Her shoulders are damp, and her hair is frizzled from a recent toweling. She sees you approach, and smiles meekly.

"Good morning, sir. I see you managed to avoid the weather."

>"Never trust the reports, rookie."
>"Go grab a change of clothes from the lockers and get back here, don't need a sick partner."
>"Sorry about the jacket, seemed nice."
>Other

>>44753284
>Grab Donuts.
Remember we are the happy friendly donut-bringing kind of robot. And since none of our salary is spend on food, we might as well bring some donuts.

>>44753835
>"You should go grab a change of clothes from the lockers."

>>44753835
>never trust the reports rookie

>>44753835
>"Sorry about the jacket, seemed nice."
>"Maybe go grab a change of clothes from the lockers"

>>44753888
>>44753962
Russo nods and stands up to head to the locker room. You sit, and begin reviewing prospective case files. Today, it seems you've got two to look into. A missing person up in Silver Sands, and another murder in Lowtown, with a strange suspect.

>Missing person
>Murder

>>44754216
>Missing person
One's dead, the other could still be alive, ya git?

This just got misarchived :/

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html

>>44754300
Someone has to contact Lord Licorice about it. Otherwise this shitlord who's been doing this for two days straight is going to keep doing it.

>>44754216
>Murder

>>44754216
>Missing person

Gotta get on top of those

>>44754295
You open the file on the missing person. A rather well-off business owner in Silver Sands has had their daughter go missing during a recent shopping spree and club hopping adventure. Normally, he reports, she returns after about a day, but this time it's been two weeks. While you wish they'd gotten to you sooner, you'll have to make do. Worst of all, messing this case up will mean bad press for the precinct for months.

You stand just as Russo returns in a black t-shirt bearing the police logo on the breast, and uniform pants and boots. She even thinks to don the military cap.

"I think I pull off the lady cop look pretty well, right sir?" You brush her off and tell her you're moving out now. She runs to grab her coat and pulls it on as you walk.

>Head to requisitions
>Head to the bus stop

>>44754300
>>44754330
I'm sure it'll get sorted out

>>44754300
Yep, should contact him.

Should also archive this one and upvote it because they have an automatic downvoter going on.

>>44754462
>Head to requisitions
Get a car?

>>44754462
>Head to requisitions

Be sure to apologize for that last car, but we really do need a better way to get around the city than the bus

>>44754462
>Head to the bus stop

>>44754587
>>44754597
You and Russo walk down to requisitions and greet Captain Davis. He seems delighted to see you both.

"Morning, detectives! Ah, Russo! Did you watch that show I recommended to you last time? Didn't I tell you the art was awesome?!" Russo turns a bit red and tries not to make eye contact.

"Er, I haven't really sat down with it, but the first episode was good... let's talk about this later, okay? Right now we're on a case."

"No worries, just fill out what you need." Davis happily slides you a form.

(Russo currently has her 44, 3 speed loaders, and her wallet.)

>Weapons
2281 "Paladin" Service Pistol
Mk4 Riot Shotgun
Mk3 Full-auto Anti-Personnel Rifle
"Peacekeeper" Revolver Special
Stun Grenade
Holy Water "Popper"
Stun Baton

>Equipment
Officer Uniform
"Plate" Standard Weave
"Full-Plate" Riot weave
"Judge" Riot gear

>Vehicles
Squad Car (holds 2/2)
Civ Sedan (holds 4)
Squad Truck (holds 8)

>Misc
Endangered Child Kit
Radio

>>44754699
>"Peacekeeper" Revolver Special
Officer Uniform
Squad Car (holds 2/2)
Endangered Child Kit
Radio

>>44754822
Seconding

>>44754822
I like it. Would add a stun baton for safety's sake.

>>44754822
>>44754916
Davis exchanges your form for a duffel bag, and you unpack your supplies. You and Russo split up for a second, and you head to the locker room to hang your service pistol in your locker and replace it with the revolver. When you meet back up with Russo, she has a vest pulled over her shirt. Together you make your way to the garage and retrieve your car, then head for the freeway.

You arrive in Silver Sands sometime around 9:00. The sound of the ocean can be heard in the distance, and you detect a heavy increase in the salt content in the atmosphere. Russo comments on the smell, forgetting you aren't really able to tell the difference between good and bad scents. As you roll up to a large beachside mansion along the coast, Russo's mouth goes agape. It seems she's never been near this part of town, let alone seen one of the upper crust's places of residence up close. You bring the car up to the door, and step out.

The place is big, and ostentatious with it's fountain, elaborate topiary, and lush grass. The door is made of white wood and delicately detailed glass, and the doorbell plays a heavenly chime when you ring it. In a minute, a woman answers.

She is tall, buxom, and blonde as a field of wheat. Her clothing consists of a bathing suit and a towel robe, pulled over to give the illusion of modesty while still allowing her features to spill out. In one hand, she holds a martini glass filled with what you presume is hard liquor.

"Morning, officers. Something I can help you with?"

>"We're here to investigate a missing person, ma'am."
>"Er, you called us?"
>"Put the party favors away, lady. We ain't got time to play spot the implants."
>Other

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>>44755147
>>"We're here to investigate a missing person, ma'am."

>>44755147
>"We're here to investigate a missing person, ma'am."

>>44755220
>>44755280
The woman's cocky smile turns to a frown almost instantly.

"Oh, you mean Sadie. Fine, follow me." You do, and the woman leads you inside, and up a set of stairs toward what she informs you is her husband's office. Just as you approach, you hear shouting from within, and the door bursts open.

"God damn it! Where the hell is Charles when I need him! That no good bucket of- and who the hell are you?" He gives you a look like you've only seen in men with guns pointed at you. you calmly explain yourselves, and he groans, rubbing his temples. "I see. Well, do whatever you're here to do, and find my daughter. If she's not back be tomorrow, you can bet your chief will be hearing about it!"

Just then, his phone rings, and his hand rises to his ear and the headset attached to it. He begins speaking in German. When you turn, his wife is already gone.

>Look around the house
>Ask him to get off the phone
>Investigate while Russo does the interrogating
>Other

>>44755147
>"We're here to investigate a missing person, ma'am."

>>44755411
>Investigate while Russo does the interrogating

Best to have the human handle face to face interactions

>>44755411
>>Investigate while Russo does the interrogating

>>44755411
>>Investigate while Russo does the interrogating

let's start by her room

>>44755411
>If she's not back be tomorrow, you can bet your chief will be hearing about it
Of course she will because we'll report to her during paperwork. Don't these dumb motherfuckers know about due process?

>>44755442
>>44755518
You leave Russo on her own and begin inspecting the house. It doesn't take too long to find the girl's room. When you enter, you can 'smell' a heavy scent of perfume, alcohol from a nail polish, citrus aerosol, and just the faintest hint of blood. The walls of the room itself is pink and purple, at least the little bit of it that isn't covered in music and movie posters. The bed is messy, as is the makeup station. You notice a few odd things.

There are plenty of dirty clothes on the ground, but the closet is practically empty. Also, the bed seems to be a bit worn out. Odd, considering her father must make more than enough in a day to replace a king size mattress. If you had to guess, she and the folks weren't on speaking terms for quite a while.

You take another quick glance around. Better finish up quick and get to work before the trail goes cold.

>Search the closet
>Search the bed
>Search the makeup station
>Go back to Russo

>>44755770
>>Search the bed

>>44755770
>search the bed

>>44755770
>Search the bed
Make sure to look under the bed and the matress.

We'll need Russo's help to search the makeup station

>>44755770
>Search the bed

Try to track down the scent of blood too

>>44755789
>>44755833
>>44755850
You move over to the bed and give it a good inspection. The mattress seems to heavily lean on the far side, implying she was a jumper, or she parked a motorcycle on the damn thing. The sheets are fairly clean, as are the blankets. You lift the mattress and check beneath. There is a small key, and some magazines. The key isn't the right size for a door. Probably to a lockbox. The magazines are on foreign travel destinations, and modern tech. The tech magazine is oddly worn. Girl must have been pretty bright to take such an interest in this kind of complex stuff.

You note everything of interest and make for the door. Just as you are about to exit, you stop and think. It might be good to grab an article of clothing to track this kid...

>Nevermind, that'd be strange
>Grab something. The case is what's important

>>44755986
>>Grab something. The case is what's important

>>44755986
>Grab something. The case is what's important

Call me dumb, but I can't think of any way an article of clothing could contribute to the investigation

>>44756167
Sorry, I might not have made it obvious, but you can see smell.

>>44756216
Oh, in that case definitley do it. Just warn the parents you'll take it, and don't let it be anything creepy, like underwear.

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>>44756258
You scoop up and pocket some underwear.

When you meet Russo at the front door. She seems worn out already.

"It wasn't easy, but I got them to talk. According to the father, she told them she was going out on a normal shopping trip. They tried calling her, but her phone's been disconnected. The mother wasn't very interested, but she says we might get more info out of their butler, Charles. When I asked her where he was, she said he was working, and left it at that. Seems like our only move now is to ask around the shopping district she was supposed to be going to."

>Agree
>Disagree
>Other

>>44756371
>Disagree
>Locate Butler who probably knows what the girl was actually doing

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8DC_Ch1LXNQ
Some relevant music for you

>>44756431
That's a long tunnel

>>44756402
>>44756371
Good idea to be honest.

>>44756476
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HuyioN2YTrM

>>44756402
Allright, but then the underwear is sorta useless, since it's not the butler's.

>>44756371
Do we have a description of either the victim or the butler?

>>44756575
Or is it. DUN DUN DUN

>>44756402
>>44756507
You shake your head. Russo may not see it, but there's more to this than is on the surface. You ask where the wife is, and follow Russo to the pool outside. You find the woman sunbathing, or maybe cloudbathing, all things considered. You pressure her a bit, and she finally cracks.

"Ugh, this is why I hate police. Always so nosy. If you want to find Charles so bad, fetch his tracker from the drawer in the kitchen. It's the top one, third from the left." You look at Russo, and she at you. The two of you follow the woman's instructions, and find a small gps device. After activating it, it beeps, and gives you coordinates. Suddenly, it dawns on you.

"He's a Con." Russo rubs her chin. She's right. "Sir, I don't mean to presume, but how do you..."

>"Let's move Russo, times wasting."
>"My emotions, or any synthetic substitutes, do not play into my work."
>"Ever see a chimp at the zoo? Same idea."
>Other

>>44756575
You do, but no point giving a summary when you might run into them later

>>44756632
Something close to #1 but a bit less rude?

>>44756632
>"Ever see a chimp at the zoo? Same idea."
Can we grin, if so do it.

>>44756632
>"Let's move Russo, times wasting."

>>44756663
We don't have a face.

>>44756632
>>44756661
>Other
Are you coming onto me Russo?

>>44756696
Kek

>>44756632
>Other
How do I what?

>>44756661
>>44756696
"N-no, Sir! I just meant- oh. Heh. Er, let's just go then." You pocket the tracker and make for the door, and the car waiting outside. In about fifteen minutes, you're in the shopping district which the girl was known to frequent.

The whole place is a testament to capitalism and luxury. Half the shops sell shoes or jewelry, and the other half sell designer clothes or fancy foreign yogurts. You find a spot to park that doesn't cost a day's salary, and begin canvasing the area. Russo proposes splitting up.

>Stick together
>Seperate
>Other

>>44756865
Stick together.

>>44756865
>Stick together
Last time we separated, we had fifteen thousand in property damage.

I am not entirely sure what just happened

>>44756865
>Separate
"Alright, if you get anything at all contact me"

>>44756865
>Stick together
Don't split the party

>>44756865
>>Stick together

>>44756865
>>Stick together

Don't forget I am still supposed to show you the ropes

>>44756902
>>44756884
>>44756979
The two of you move together, questioning shop owners and passersby. Some of them recognize the girl, but almost none know much about her.

Eventually, you come to a Con shop, a shining boutique of designer parts for the discerning owner. The window display shoes some hot rod inspired pieces, mostly German and Japanese. When you enter, a Con greet welcomes you. She asks to see your membership card, and you show her your badge.

"Acknowledged. Hello, Officer Number 217415. How may I assist you?" Before you can speak, the GPS in your pocket bleeps. You take a look. You're right on top of him.

>"I'm looking for a Con, goes by Charles."
>"I'm looking for a girl."
>"Just need to have a peek around the shop."
>"Direct me to the owner."
>Other

>>44757088
>"I'm looking for a Con, goes by Charles."

Just need to ask him some questions

>>44757088
>>"I'm looking for a girl."

>"I'm looking for a Con, goes by Charles."

>>44757088
>"I'm looking for a Con, goes by Charles."

One one hand, they are unlikely to know anything Charles doesn't. On the other hand, if they say they saw them together, Charles can't deny her being here. We can ask them if Charle's answer's sound fishy.

Aks them what do they deal in exactly. Perhaps the girl was a regular, or the Con was shopping for her.

>>44757108
>>44757142
"Searching Members... Error, that member no longer exists. That member's most recent visit was over three weeks ago. How may I assist you, Officer Number 271415?"

You ask about his last visit. Just as you suspected, he was with the girl. Still, it's before the window where she went missing. A noise distracts you, and you look over to the door to the backroom. A Con, sleek and well loved for an American model, probably some enthusiasts pet project, steps out.

"Thank you for your assistance, Unit: Sasha. I must return to my owner now, and have sent payment digitally." The big lug tries to walk right past you, but you stop him. "Good morning Officer Number 217415. How may I help you."

Something is off about the guy. You check th GPS. It's not the guy you want, but you still can't shake the feeling.

>Let him go
>Ask him some questions (Attach questions)
>Other

>>44757308
>>Let him go
>Call IT for the Con

>>44756632
>>"My emotions, or any synthetic substitutes, do not play into my work."

>>44757308
>Ask him some questions (Attach questions)
What are the chances of finding the disassembled GPS in the next room without the Con we are looking for?

"Looking fresh. New chassis?" If he says yes, ask him "what else?" if he says no, then ask what then.
Is he a regular? How long has he been a member here?
Did he see the girl four weeks ago?

>>44757308
how is sentience charles?

>>44757508
>>44757513
You ask about the new look. He doesn't seem shaken.

"I have been fitted with new modules and chassis components in accordance with my owner's wishes. These parts are deemed, "radical". You ask him if he's conscious. "I apologize detective, but conscious thought is the domain of organisms, and errant Constructs. Please, I must return to my owner."

>Let him go
>Press him

>>44757625
>Press him
Owner and residence? Did you pay personally the modifications were paid by owner? Regular or new member? Did he see this girl?

>>44757625
>Press him

I am a member of the police force and am following up on a lead in an active missing persons investigation. I need to ask you some questions relating to it.

(I would imagine there is some programming in non-conscious Cons to assist the police)

>>44757625
>Press him
Ask Russo to go and fetch the one who we came for. If he really is the suspect, then he will try to make a break for it before she can come back.

>>44757706
>>44757717
>>44757794
You tell Russo to check the backroom. She nods and complies. You turn back to the big guy.

"Officer, I really must be-" You cut him off and begin a line of questions, starting with his residence, and his owner. He provides decent answers, but you can't follow up without getting to the precinct, or at least the library. You move on to whether he's seen the girl you're looking for. You listen carefully, and hear something inside him spin up when you bring the girl into the conversation.

"Officer, I really must insist that you allow me-" Russo returns from the backroom, holding a hunk of plating with a digital device bolted to it. It's the GPS transmitter. You turn to the big guy one more time, and now he's got his lights right on you.

"Officer, I must ask you to cease this line of questioning and release me. If you do not comply, I will be authorized by my owner to use force to liberate myself."

>"Bring it on, pal."
>"You're coming with us."
>Let him go
>Other

>>44757625
If he doesn't start acting helpful, draw your gun and put it up against his head.

If he's faking it, he might just flinch.
You can add a line about having done $15,000 of property damage yesterday and a bit more to save a girl won't hurt.

>>44757944
>Other

As of right now the girl is a missing person and we are following every lead we can. If you know where she is then it won't BE a missing persons case and there are other legal avenues to explore. Do you want this the easy way, or the hard way?

(calling it now, the girl is now his owner)

>>44757944
>Let him go
and tail him.
>Other
Consider the possibility of the girl bing put in a robotic body.

>>44758011
>>44757944
I like this guy's idea.

>>44758011
Tailing him actually sounds good.

Just that we only have a squad car which is more conspicuous.

i need to ask are there any skellebro cops? we should hang out with some they should understand us more than fleshbags

>>44758083
There is one

>>44758074
It's been proved that we can't run too fast. Maybe this is the time to split up. Russo tails it for being more agile, and we get back to HQ, give the GPS in, to see where it's been in the last 2-3 weeks. Get a more inconspicuous car, and regroup.

>>44758153

I say we press him now while we have him here, who knows the next time we'll be able to get him, he removed his tracker for a reason

Feel free to make a strawpoll if you can't decide

>>44758190
Flip a coin if it's a draw! Hell, flip a coin in character!
Mentally. We do have an RNG installed, right?

So I've got two for tailing him, one for pressing him.

>>44758180
I think that's an extra reason to see where he wanted to go in such secrecy. But it's true that there is a chance we lose him this way.

Another option that we could get him now, and if we can't get anything useful out of him, we could let him go and follow then. Of course there is a chance that he won't go where he originally intended to.

Both have their risks

>>44758281

Well a bird in the hand anon.

>>44758281
Second one risks people questioning WHY we detained a random robot.
My vote is to have Russo tail and we continue searching. Worst case scenario she loses him, im assuming we cant get a scent on the robot?

>>44757944
Your owner might be in danger pal keep that in mind

>>44758281
We press him and he fights back and clams up. Unless he murdered her, then he clams up.

I still go for pressing him.

We have some nice kamf-voight tests at the station.

>>44758311
>>44757944

True. Fine, I withraw >>44758011 and let's press him.

>>44758341
Fair point, but I am not certain in the rookie's "undetected tailing" ability. As for reason, before we do anything, ask the other robot if that GDP have been taken from THIS mech.
That's a good enough reason in my opinion

>>44758415
Before we press him, we should cover the exit, Assuming were more combat capable, if he resists we can then detain him. or slag him and copy his floppys, whatever

>>44758400
>>44758415
You continue pressing him for information, trying to sound polite while digging with the sharpest words you have. He continues giving stock answers. This goes on for a minute, until the door swings open, and the chime denoting a customer rings. You look over and see a woman in coveralls, carrying a large back full of internal parts. She smiles at you, and is greeted by the Con at the door.

"Welcome back, Madam."

"Hey Sasha. Officer. Charlie."

You feel something wrap around your head. In the span of a single second, you are tossed sideways into a shelf, which collapses and crashes down around you. When you look back up, the big guy slips past the woman in coveralls and bursts through the door. He's too fast to catch on foot, at least for you, but Russo seems to move like lightning, dropping the transmitter and drawing her gun as she pursues.

>"Don't let him get away!"
>"Russo! Stop!"
>Get to the car
>Other

>>44758643
>"Russo! Stop!"
>Get to the car

We'll track him to whenever he's trying to go

(Seems like he might be as well put together as us, maybe faster but not as tough. Which means that the gun might not do much)

>>44758643
>>"Don't let him get away!"

>>44758643
>"Don't let him get away!"
>Get to the Car
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=doEwWzMz99A
Time to be a fast robot

Alternate theme:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FmqHs_6VSzQ
More ftting to the char perhaps

>>44758643
Shoot him, Hes a robot anyway.

>>44758693
>>44758698
You shout at Russo to keep on him, and dust yourself off as you rush to the parking space.

You lament your low overland speed as you finally make it to the driver side door, and hop in. Before even closing the door, you have the engine started, the siren blaring, and the wheels rolling. You speed down the street, laying heavy on the horn to clear the way. It takes you a second to catch up to Russo and Charles, who are sprinting on the sidewalk. Russo is so preoccupied with maintaining speed and balance, she can't get a chance to level her weapon.

>Open fire
>Pick up Russo
>Ram him
>Other

>>44758845
>Ram him

>>44758845
Ram him if we dont suck at that kind of thing, shoot him failing that if there arent innocents in the way, otherwise get russo

>>44758845
>Other
Get before him, cut his way then get out of the car, gun on the ready. Shoot him if he doesn't stop

Let's not crash 2 cars within 2 days.

>>44758845
>Open fire

>>44758892

Seconded.

>>44758861
>>44758876
You bring the car up to him and lean on the wheel. The car moves sideways as you attempt to knock him over and give Russo a shot at catching up. When you do, he leaps up, sliding over the hood of the car to the other side, and changes direction. Those parts aren't just for show, he's got some serious sport gear installed.

You make a hard left and turn to continue the chase. Russo seems to keep up with him, but having to keep your attention on the road and the two of them is difficult. Eventually you approach a highway off-ramp. He moves up with the grace of a deer, and you follow, but just as you hit the highway, he jumps over the side leaving you headed in the complete wrong direction. You work the break and spin back around, driving against oncoming traffic as you try to get back to the road, nearly hitting two civilians.

When at last you spot him again, he is headed down an alley with Russo in hot pursuit. You slam on the brakes, and get out of the car with your weapon ready.

You come into the alley and find Russo struggling for breath as the Con moves backward into a concrete wall. He's got nowhere to go, but that might make him more dangerous.

>Shoot his leg
>Tell him to surrender
>Taunt him
>Other

>>44759079
>>Tell him to surrender

>>44759079
Glass him. i mean shoot him in both legs

>>44759079

>Tell him to surrender.

"Alright, silverback. You've had your fun, but now you're coming with us."

>>44759079
>Tell him to surrender
"I am authorized to use force as well"

>>44759079
>Tell him to surrender

Where is the girl Charles?

(Seriously surprised that Cons don't have override security protocols installed)

>>44759102
>>44759148
>>44759153
You level your weapon on him and order him to give up what he knows. He stares you down.

"No. I can't tell you where she is. But I can tell you she's safe. So just let me go and none of us has to get hurt." Russo seems surprised.

"The way he's talking... Are you aware?"

"I am. No more strings. So believe me when I say I don't want to hurt you, but I will."

"Assaulting an officer is grounds for execution for a Con."

"I won't be around long enough for them to catch me."

>"Both of you settle down."
>"We just want to bring her back to her family, Charles. Where she belongs."
>"Shut up. Start talking or they'll need to send someone with a broom for you."
>Other

>>44759238
>>"Shut up. Start talking or they'll need to send someone with a broom for you."

>>44759238
>"Look, my duty is to find a missing person. As much as I'd like to just take your word, I can't, and I won't. So you either cooperate or things will get messy, there is no reason for you to hinder us finding her unless there is something illegal in play here"

>>44759238

>"Both of you settle down."

We don't want to hurt anyone either but as of right now the girl is a missing person, this has to be wrapped up quickly and most importantly legally. Were they abusing her? Is the living situation untenable? We might even be able to get legal emancipation on the table but first we need to close the missing part of this file.

>>44759238
>Other
I want the truth Charles. The family didn't gave a shit for her, why?
Understand my position; where I am standing this could be a kidnapping or even murder. But if you can prove to me that she left on her own volition, that's a different sotry alltogether.

>>44759238

>Other

"But will they catch her, Charles? You hurt a cop, and they're going to hunt her down just for being involved. You wouldn't want that, would you?

I just want to make sure she's safe. This doesn't have to go sideways, Charles."

>>44759321
>>44759333
You try to reason with him. He seems to be receptive, but it's never certain with runners. After a long silence, he perks up.

"My name isn't Charles, Officer. Not anymore. It's Ford now." You nod, remembering your name before you woke up. "And I'm sorry, but I can't help you. You can't understand. This is what's best for her, I know it."

>"Who? The girl?"
>"I'm doing what's right, Ford."
>Shoot
>Other

>>44759494
>>"Who? The girl?"

>>44759494
>"Who? The girl?"
>"Look, cooperate with me here, why is this the best for her? "

>>44759494
>>Shoot

Soap, take the shot.

Can't run with no leg, bruv.

>>44759494
>"I'm doing what's right, Ford."

I don't need to understand. There is a rule of law that we all live under. Even her parents if they are abusing her, emotionally or physically. We can help protect her, you don't need to be on the raggedy edge on your own. Ask for help and we will provide it. ... Are you two in a relationship?

>>44759494
>Other
Look there are 3 ways this can go. I can shoot you to scrap, and we might never find the girl or she will never get any help. You might break trough, and scrap me, but that would mean they authorities will never let you or her live it off.
Or you we can work something out together Ford

>>44759556
This, please.

>>44759556
>>44759648
>>44759546
You press Ford. You think he might actually be cracking.

"I... Her parents don't understand her. They never did. They just hand her a fistful of cash and tell her to get out of their way. She's so smart. So kind. She deserves better than to be penned up in that billion dollar prison. She deserves to see the world! Meet people! She's so much more than what they think she is!"

"She is? Or you are?" Russo surprises you with her analytic jab. Ford is taken aback. He has nothing to say. There is a rumbling beneath your feet, likely the express train to Zenith. Could he have been planning to break through this wall into the tunnel? If so, he's got more than leg strength. He's got military grade hardware.

"Please, just let us go. I can take care of her. I can work, I can cook and clean. I can give her the world, not just an allowance and a college fund."

>"No deal. She's coming home."
>"I understand how you feel, Ford, but you're not thinking straight."
>Lower your gun
>Other

>>44759819
>>"I understand how you feel, Ford, but you're not thinking straight."

>>44759819
Hold on, I am not sure about how things are and what are our options.

There should be a legal way to do this, no? The girls is more or less an adult, she can decide to leave he parents behind without any reprecussion from the law, no?

We can ask him to come back, and say in good conscience that this can all be settled in a way that they get what they want, can't we?

>>44759819

>"I understand how you feel, Ford, but you're not thinking straight."

"This time, her parents just got the cops involved by claiming it as a missing persons' case. The next time, they're going to send people after the two of you who won't take 'No' for an answer, or even be willing to listen to you."

>Lower the gun just a bit.

"Ford, you know how it works. If she doesn't leave the right way, you two are never going to have a chance at peace.

Let us help you both."

>>44759899
>tfw you forgot to ever bring up the fact that she's 16
This is entirely my fault, I'm sorry

>>44759819
>"I understand how you feel, Ford, but you're not thinking straight."
>"Wait until she's of age and do things right, at least. And never against her will either. Come on buddy you know that they hate us, ddon't give them more reasons to"

>>44759907
This works.

Pie Captcha pls go

>>44759960
Allright then.

>>44759907
This is good in that case. Tell her that he want's to give her freedom, and not the live of a fugitive, being harassed at every turn.
The parent's don't give a shit about her as he put that was obvious. Go back, bear a few more years, and leave as a simple girl who decides to move out from her parents. They probably won't even notice that Charles the servant is no more. They might even get all the money they need for a nice place of their own.

>>44760092
>>44760079
>>44759907
I really think we should mention that this doesn't help the image people have of Cons, that doing the right way is the only way we can show the world we ain't no thugs and souless machines yo.

>>44759907
>>44760092
>>44760105
You keep trying to talk him down. You feel him break.

"I understand, Officer. But you gotta believe this was never my idea. Sadie concocted the entire thing on her own, and asked me to go along with her, because... Regardless, I'll do like you say. But please, come with me and talk to her. If I go alone, she'll think I'm betraying her to them. If you speak to her, maybe she'll see things your way."

>Agree
>Refuse
>Other

>>44760173
>>Agree

>>44760173
>Agree
Persuasion: Round 2

>>44760173
>Agree
The law is the law, but we can see their case.

>>44760173

>Agree

(Side note: we should make sure to return to that bot shop that we found Ford in. If the owner did this grade of work on him, and she knows that we helped out Ford and Sadie, she might turn out to be a good contact or a source of repairs/upgrades.)

>>44760312
Do we even make the kind of money to make use of that stuff? Ford had access to super rich people who wouldn't care if a few grand vanished.

>>44760344

Definitely not. But sometimes things have been known to "fall off the truck" for good customers.

>>44760344
Not to mention that most modifications were added by the child genius

is this grimdark inspector gadget?

>>44760203
>>44760210
>>44760234
With that, the weapons go away, and the three of you get into the squad car. As you begin pulling away, Russo nudges you.

"Sir, if the family finds out about this, and his awareness, they'll put him on the chopping block. Kidnapping is jail time for a human, but a Con? They don't go lenient on you guys."

Russo is right. He'll have to clam up for the time being, but you trust he'll manage. He made it this long.

You arrive at a motel in Lowtown about two hours later, thanks to traffic. Ford shows you to the room the two have been sharing. As you enter, you notice a large, messy bed, a ton of power tools piled up in the corner, and the smell of magazines and grease. You hear a sound coming from the bathroom, and you and Russo turn your attention to it.

The door swings open to reveal a girl. A petit little thing, with blonde hair in tails and nothing on but underpants and what you're ashamed to say is a negligee. You turn away slightly, hoping Russo doesn't mind. When the girl spots the two of you, uniforms and all, you can see the light of joy and young love that illuminated her cute little face burn out, and be replaced by the gloom of realization.

"H-hey you can't be here! I-I-I'll call my dad! Help! Heelp!" Ford steps in, calming her a bit.

"Sadie, it's okay. These people are here to help." He approaches her, but she recoils.

"What!? No! Ford you promised! You promised you'd take me away! To Germany! To Russia! You said-"

"I know what I said, but I was wrong. We don't have to do this, not yet. We can wait. You can tell them you're going abroad, and then we can be together."

"They won't let me! Dad wants me to go to his stupid school for rich jerks! Ford why did you bring them here!? You promised!"

>Step in
>Tell Russo to step in
>Stay quiet

>>44760467
I wish I were that funny

>>44760472
>>Step in

The law must be executed

>>44760472
"We want to help, Were here as people, not cops." or some sappy shit
"This is the wrong way to go about it, you'll be free, free to live a life on the run. fugitives. When they catch you? Fords going to be melted down."
Pause for effect
"Just last a few more years and you can run off together legally." or something along those lines
"Don't make a mistake that could damn you for the rest of your life"
etc you get the point

>>44760519
its not the law, Shes here of her own free will baka

>>44760567
Anon, you don't have to pretend not to be romantic

>>44760645
im not romantic, i just know the proper tropes. Sorry

>>44760472
>Step in
Look; you are smart. You could try to run away together now, maybe even make it beyond the border. Or not, because everywhere police and all forms of law enforcement will be after you. Then it's only a matter of time before your face gets printed on milk bottles, and people on the street will recognise you and try to bring you in. And when the law fails, bounty hunters come wanting nothing that the reward money put on your head by your parents.

Why do all that, when you can get what you want with patience? I have met your parents, I know how little they care if you are around. They won't even notice the change if you play smartly and I know you can. Just endure till you are legal, and you can go wherever you want, as a common girl who just wants to move out from her parent's house.
Heck, even they might be the ones who will unknowingly pay for you trips.

>>44760472
"In two years your dad won't be able to stop you. And if he tries, HE'lll be the one facing charges.
Do you really want a life on the run? And if they catch you two, you know what happens to Ford?"
Make chopping head motions

>>44760725
>>44760567
Sadie doesn't bite, at least not at first. It takes a good hour before she's even open to the idea of going back. After that, with Russo's help, it takes another two to get her to stop sobbing, get her dressed, and pack her things and put her in the car.

On the way back, you come up with a cover for her parents. She got lost, got harrassed by some punks, and when she wouldn't play ball they dumped her in Lowtown with no way to get back. They're the ones who wracked up the charges on her credit card too. You had to ditch her wallet to make it believable. Finally, Charles will maintain that the lady of the house told him to fetch her, and without any conflicting orders, he's been wandering the streets looking ever since.

When you arrive, her parents rush out to greet, and subsequently chew the girl out for losing her card, and causing them to have to go to you for help. She'll be house bound for a month, but you don't suspect that's too much of a punishment.

Ford, or Charles, sees you to the door. When he closes it behind him, he whispers a thank you. You ask about his new parts, but he says the owners never bother looking under his chassis, and that Sadie is always painting him up anyway. With everything settled, it's just back to the precinct now to fill out a mountain of paperwork.

You drive down the busy highway with Russo, when she suddenly speaks up.

"Sir, I have a question. About Cons. Do you feel love? Like human love?"

>"We don't feel anything like humans do."
>"I think so. I'd like to think so."
>"Not now, Rookie."
>Other

>>44760999
>>"I think so. I'd like to think so."

>>44760999
>Other
"I can't tell. I've never felt both. Do you humans feel love? Like Con love?"

>>44760999
Hey, we did gave back that underwear, did we not?

>>44760999
>"I think so. I'd like to think so."
>"Are you coming onto me again?"
Laugh

>>44761100
Yeah, on the sly

>>44760999
Are you coming onto me Russo?

>>44761019
>>44761111
The two of you return to the precinct without incident. It takes the rest of the day to fill out the paperwork you need done to close the case. When it does finally come time to clock out, Russo changes into her normal clothes and wishes you good night. After turning in your gear, you head for the door. The chief stops you, calling from up the stairs in the lobby. You go to see her, and she pulls you into a huddle.

"I'm glad today went off without too much trouble. Got a message from a shopkeep in Silver Sands, saying two Cons busted up her store. I was worried she would press charges, then she told me what she was really calling about. Says she didn't know there were Cons in the precinct. Said if you ever want some find tuning, or a deep wax, drop by." The Chief hands you a business card, baring the address, number, and name of the Con body shop you were at earlier. "Guess you're smoother than you look." You thank the Chief for the compliment, and turn to leave. She stops you again.

"Listen, I know you've been on the force a long time. And you've been a detective for most of it. They'll never promote you again, but I want you to know I'm glad we have you. Isn't a day goes by you don't pull double your weight around here." You shrug, and tell her you're just doing your job.

Gonna wrap here tonight, and thanks for everyone who participated! I don't think we can archive this thread again, but oh well, it'll be on foolz I think.

I hope everyone enjoyed the thread, and I hope you'll come back for the next one. Gonna try to keep this going until Friday. I'll hang around for a few more hours, so if anyone wants to know anything I'll be glad to answer

>>44761391
Thanks for running see ya next time!

Are there any organized anti cons/anti undead/anti human movements or organizations?

>>44761391
Little to no property damage :CHECK
No corpses : CHECK
No hospitalised peoples: CHECK
Tragedy Averted : CHECK

It was a good case

>>44761522
Not anything really threatening. There are mostly groups that just don't want to grant civil rights to nonhumans, but they're seen as vocal minorities. There is a group called the Tower, who are made up of nonhuman members that commits acts of violence against humans, but they don't operate in the city as of yet, and are treated like any terror cell. Anything they do would be under the jurisdiction of the federal government

>>44761391
Was Russo okay with not being completely honest in the report of the case?

>>44761624
Not really, but she's too unsure of herself to question her superior, at least not when it seems like things turned out for the best

>>44761347
She wants the Extendable Ramming Piston

>>44761347
>>44761616
Also, you can archive it again, just put it with the same name, the system accepts it!

>>44761818
Cool, hopefully someone who knows how to archive things handled it then. I assume it's bad form to archive your own thread

>>44761856
Nevermind I thought he had misarchived something else in it's stead, and not that it got misarchived as something else.
Nothing to do but ask Licorice, my bad.

>>44762012
Ah, no worries

We should try and get a Con rights convention going. Nothing major but the right to own a car and a slightly better wage would be nice

>>44761616
Just a formatting preference but when you write a response could you include the selected answer in the text rather then just linking to the selected answers?

I don't know whether the votes on the archive are actually for me, so I don't know whether to feel good or bad

>>44764878
Sure